You enjoyed being Jimmie's sextoy. You were meant to be a sissy slut dearie." I timidly replied, "YesMistress, but I used to be a man." She laughed...and told me, "Yes, butyou weren't much good as a man. You didn't make much money, you couldn'tsatisfy your wife sexually, and didn't even have a manly body." I knewnow that she was right, although before James showed up I never realizedmy shortcomings. "Now look at you dear, you keep the house nice, cookpretty well, and satisfy us sexually as. He pulled her panties off her long legs and pushed it into her mouth, muffling her pleas. Her groaning could still be heard though the make shift gag in her mouth.With nothing obstructing him now, James spread Amanda's legs wide apart. He looked at her wet pussy. "You little slut! You're leaking down here!" Amanda blushed as she heard what her daddy said. James smirked as he realized his spanking turned on his daughter. 'I think you're enjoying this a little too much slut,' James pushed his. “They want so much, the boys I mean, over and over.” He patted her hip and Vixen pulled his right hand inside her blouse and over her left breast. “Um. That feels good,” she sighed as her nipple slide between his fingers. “So good.” She was not lying about that. She tensed a pectoral muscle and filled his hand with her big knocker, the nipple area jutting out nearly an inch as her shirt fell off her shoulder. “Vixen, really, please,” Valpor said, aware that he was becoming aroused. He wished he. I was relieved that it was he who approached me."How can I be of assistance, sir?" He had a very cultured voice and gave me a nice welcoming smile.I gulped nervously. "Er, I'm looking for a corset. Something quite... exotic. It's for a fancy dress party, you see." For your wife?"I looked him straight in the face and tried to retain a deadpan expression. "No, actually it's for me."The manager's smile broadened. "I see. Well first we'll need to take one or two measurements." So saying he passed a.